O33, Revived RP

To some, it’s a world of beauty. To others, it’s a world of hate. And for many years, the Imperial’s have ruled not only their own country; but many before it. In the west; Orinas. In the North, the Northern Territories are being explored in conquest in the bloodiest wars to the Native people. The mysterious lands of the East, shrouded in mystery, have been assimilated by the Imperial ally of the Orcs. And south of that, the Elves and Dwarves hide and wait in their mythical kingdom, protecting themselves from all onslaughts.

The year, is 3257. Emperor Barbarossa the 4th has taken rein in the year 3228, and is ready for yet another year of controlling his territory. Keen on winning, he fights for power and supremacy of the world. And he’s willing to sacrifice the citizens themselves.

Barbarossa’s home kingdom, Orinas, is a large territory. In the heartland of the country is Orinal; the largest city as far as anyone can see. A futuristic capital of epic proportions, it is known as “The City of Many Lands”. Orinal has three layers of its city; based upon the social class. At the top; landowners and politicians, savvy doctors and famous people live in “The Home of the Angels”. It’s a beautiful place, housing the famous Floating Gardens of the Emperor. The Emperor’s palace, though stationed on the ground, rises to a home level here.

Beneath that, is the cold earth. Middle-Class citizens work and toil here, a structure for the upper class. Neither suffering or enjoying life, they have found comfort with their emperor and prospering economy.

But below that, are the Badlands. Old Orinal lies beneath, in a labyrinth of passageways and abandoned buildings. Not many of the surface know of the underground passages or homes that lie beneath in the city they buried 200 years before. Crime wages on turfs, killing the innocent poor of this region. And nobody, not even the Emperor, cares about them.

Legends speak of a tyrant overthrown, a power restored that was once forgotten. A Kingdom be gone, Legends speak of the Four Sages around the planet- and perhaps, the moon? Nobody can say for certain, and have no place to look. The prophecies, though mostly forgotten, walk through children’s rhymes.

And so the evil one fell,Fallen upon the Kingdom he builtRaised up from the undergroundWhere enemies of the King are sure to be found.The Sage’s might will lead the way,The way to freedomWhere children play.

Note: In case this wasn’t clear enough; Barbarossa still owns over the lands. This, will heavily contradict with many of my characters histories which I found had many plot holes and errors in them. Through this revival of O33, I hope we can bring a new form of Clan-Battle to the table.

((Already working on the new Clan Tactical System... all I need is a basic layout of a world map and we'll have it set up by March.))GRAND stood on the palace rooftop. He drew his sword, a claymore that burned with an intense darkness, penetrating the atmosphere through some unseen force. The Nameless General armed his Skyresonator, a pale blue blade that protruded from his mechanical right arm. They rushed at each other and their swords clashed. Both swords locked into place, yet the Nameless General strained at the immense pressure of darkness consuming his sword.

To some, the world is of beauty and majesty- but to others, itâ€™s a world of hate. For many years, the Holy Imperial Empire led by Emperor Barbarossa had conquered foreign lands, and the threat of global war looms overhead ominously. Barbarossaâ€™s land, Orinas, is ushered into submissiveness by his iron fist, while the Northern Territories are muted by crusaderâ€™s calling out his name for war. The mysterious lands to the east remain just that- mysterious, as the government of Orinas denies any accusations of war occurring there.

The current year is 3257, where Emperor Barbarossa continues to reign (and he has since 3328). He rules from the Hanging Gardens District in the capital, Orinal, watching down on the peasants as they toil awayâ€¦all for his kingdom, after all.